Be Still My Soul

i was folding clothes. as usual. like nonchalantly all care-free clothes-folding.

was playing this hymn called "Be Still My Soul" by Don Moen. this is one of the songs our church choir is gonna present tmr at one fund raising event for the church. thought it sounded nice so i dl'd it and put it on replay mode.

i was like all fine and whistling (not that i can whistle lol) and all of a sudden, the chorus struck my head "Be still my soul... God knows your way... and He will guide... for His name's sake"

my eyes turned teary. the switch was on. just like that. there i was, folding clothes, crying to the song, thinking "thank you God for touching my soul"

i felt it.

that very splashingly splendid moment, i felt it. God's always there for us.

Thank You God for letting me find my way to You. or.. bringing me to You. whichever it is, thank You God.

oh yea. i joined the church choir. since i figured i'm good at nothing but i like singing. might as well join the choir. and the turnout's unexpectedly amazing.

i'm truly blessed. i am. though there have been a little trouble going on with all the house-hunting, packing, and time-clashes for that matter.
but i believe it'll all turn out to be alright.
"Be still my soul, I will guide your way"

praise the Lord!

it's just a few clicks away..

click 'option', 'reply', then, type your heart out and reply the frickin' sms already!

this is what i don't like. when you receive a msg, REPLY! whether a simple 'yes/no' would be fine. unless you phone's out of credit. otherwise, just reply the one who sends you msg.

not that i obey the rule myself. loll. i sometimes don't reply when i see a msg. for some reason.

but seriously.. reply..

well for my case, when i see a msg, you're lucky if i'm in the mood of replying msg. but if i'm not, you're gonna receive my reply few days after..or never. which irritates i know.

i always contradict myself with my words. yea i do.

here's one more thing. if you don't get a reply, either the person hates you and cbf replying your sms. or.. OR.. the person's simply a slothful tush who can't even be bothered exercising his thumbs. i'm the latter.

but when i'm in the mood. i literally SPAM your inbox. yea as in send spam meats to your inbox. DUH.

hahaa random post. bye. i'm not exasperated at all.

fluctuation

blogging at this time of the night. can't be anything good.

i've been feeling deliriously emotionally unstable the whole night. the kind of icky feeling i loathe the most.

call it the post-exams trauma or whatever.
nothing remotely related to exams though..

well. technically speaking. it's still about exams after all. exams in general.

nah. not me. i never fail in exams. i'm a nerd. a nerd never flunks academically.

right. the 'fluctuation'..

perhaps i'm like zonked out after a whole day out of choir practice, maccas-ing, supposedly haircut session turned into aimless wandering around the city, karaoke session, and now newspaper-house-hunting..

prolly just too much for a day. FOR ME.
well of course.. with some 'external factors' contributing to the damn fool 'fluctuation' of mood.

stupidity to its finest.

why do i even get upset over such trivial matters.

what a bitch..

vague much? i know. am aware of the vagueness. exactly the whole point of blogging isn't it :)
aahh. the beauty of being indistinct. love it! :)

seriously. there's something with blogging. i def feel better letting all the bottom-of-the-heart craps out here. something.. something.. oh well.

gotta get back to house-hunting. need some luck here.

at this time of the night..

i'm tired of everything..

so everything.. in this world.

i'm not gonna shoot myself in my throat/bang my head against the wall/slit my own wrist.. so worry not.

just.. at this time of the night. i'm tired.
just.. at this time of the night. i think a lot. A LOT. mostly random stuff though. still.. depressing thoughts come flooding in like always. at this time of the night.

tired of assignments. tired of uni. tired of being tired..

all these feelings are gonna be gone when i wake up in the morning hearing the chirping birds get penetrated by sunlight. awesome.

tired..

the following weeks are gonna be so completely full-on. like full-on full-on.
i've got one lab report due this thursday. one test this friday.
one assignment due next tuesday. another 2000-word essay and one lab report due the same friday.
then a lab report due the thursday after.
followed by a 50% exam on the monday after. another two tests on the same friday.
still.. not done yet.
a major report due the monday after. and a final assignment due the same tuesday.

*two weeks to study for exams*

exams.

this is depressing.

haven't started any of the things stated above. awesome.

g'nite.

inebriation

shouldn't have drunk.

i'm a fucking asian lacking of ADH-expressing gene. whatever it is.

'twas a pharmacology lab. yesterday. ethanol prac where brain function was tested. volunteers had to drink ethanol and perform a series of tasks, results compared with another non-drinker performing the same tasks.

thought it was fun to get wasted in a lab. apparently it wasn't..

well it was. during the lab. but the aftermath.. terrible.

chugged the whole cup of 50/50 ethanol + coke. terrible taste. i felt just fine for the first few mins but when time elapsed the alcohol started to unleash its true colors.

i got the typical asian-flush at first. still feeling sober but with a wee bit of tipsiness.

started to act like a fool. laughing around with the bloodshot eyes and the lobstery face. i successfully attained drunkenness level 10. it was full-on.

got even worse. couldn't even type properly. went onto facebook and dropped bullcraps everywhere. at one point, i fell asleep doing one of the tasks. embarrassment to its best i would say.

done with the lab, not knowing what i'd actually done. waiting for the bus. there i go. vomited for the first time that day. the chunder came flushing out of my mouth. i could literally taste the cocktail i had at the tip of my tongue. if that wasn't good enough, the barf found its way to come out through my nostrils. i made a complete fool of myself.

got on the bus feeling so much better throwing up every possible thing i had. well technically nothing much cos we had to fast for four hours before the lab. i basically had nothing but a bowl of cereal + milk when the sunlight penetrated the chirping birds. so i got to the busport and grabbed a cheese sausage - my all time favorite snack at the busport. for some reason i felt sick chewing the greasiness which i normally LOVE. chucked the rest of the sausage into the bin. started to feel sick again.

got to ivan's place waiting for pastor to pick us up to the bible study. 'twas a bad idea to attend. should of just gone home and slept my night away. that way things wouldn't have happened the way it had.

"Nothing good happens when you get wasted". true story.

lying on his bed feeling like a fool. with him doing his thing at the computer. i started to feel like vomiting like again. thought it was just an illusion so i was trying so hard to stop it from really coming out. just right the moment the vomit-switch in me got turned on, i had no control over the sphincters no more and the vomit came flooding out. right ON his floor. his CARPET floor. should of gone to bathroom earlier so this mess would not have happened. at that instance, i felt like the guiltiest person on earth. the worst thing that could possibly go wrong had. just a little bit of details, the second vomit got sausage in it. of course with a whole lot of the stomach digested chyme. disgusting.

still feeling guilty. to ivan. and his carpet.

hopped on to pastor's car. hangover just reached the top of the mountain. got to the bible study. had a cuppa. felt better. sat down.... singing.... reading verses....

as the night progressed, i felt sleepier each time i tried to stay awake. dozed off so bad that at one point i had to leave the group and rest myself at the corner.

woke up. the study was done for the night. still feeling a tad inebriated, i had some corn chips and fruits. scrumptious. chit-chatting away. laughing. joyous moment. and i don't know what was wrong with me that i had to spoil every single moment when ppl were enjoying their time. i stood up. covering my mouth. yea.. rushed to the toilet and UGH. i vomited for the third time. this time i could taste the corn chips slipping through the surface of my tongue. gross.

went home. showered. had a proper meal - toast with jam. feeling nice and warm. went to bed. still.. feeling a LITTLE BIT hangoverish.

woke up this morning. feeling so much better. thinking of all the things i did yesterday, i literally wanted to bang my head against the wall. only if that could reimburse the FOOL i made myself.
and i saw this on @IvanLiaw's twitter:

"@winceeee what sucks is that he had to come over and puke on my carpet ><"

can someone please stab me right now? sideways, front, back. doesn't matter. just stab me to death. i'm now officially dreadful of the smell of alcohol. atrocious feeling.. ugh.. so kids. NEVER EVER booze if you're not aware of how bad you are with alcohol. N.E.V.E.R.

wagger much?

again. one of those days. you wake up, staring outside the window, it's rainless. birds chirping. sunlight penetrating the chirping birds. as usual. awesomee.

slept at 6.30am. guess what that means. even a retard can get it right hah.. i missed my two lectures today. one at 11am one at 1pm. wagging is never really my thing. well at least it wasn't until last semester.

came to a friend's place to help her build her architectural model last night. wound up watching 'friends' instead. awesome:) yes. 'friends' all-nighter. cooliooo. hence the turning in at 6.30am.

now. it got me thinking..

am i doing this too much? skipping lectures.though i can catch up with everything eventually. smartass i am what do you expect. despite the smartass quality of mine, this is not right. wagging is never right.

"Kita tidak patut ponteng kelas suka hati" (whatever the phrasing is you get what i mean)

still.. the wronger the thing is, the more you'd like to do it. even though you know it's not right. you still go ahead and be all i-don't-care.and DO IT. when it's done, guilt comes knocking on your door. tamed. for a short bit. go wild all over again. and the cycle never stops. let's just call this "yog's awesome postulation of stupid you-know-you-want-me cycle". never doubt my randomness.

just like wagging. felt bad when you wagged for the first time.felt slightly better but still bad the second time. the third time. the fourth. the fifth.. "I become so numb!" and there you go. it's a never-ending story.

but still.i can't seem to stress this enough. i'll still be able to catch up with all the classes i've missed and turns out to be an awesome swine. awesome indeed. true story.

"when i get sick. i stop being sick, and be awesome instead" (barney stinson, himym) awesomeness it is:)

awesome.

did i mention October's stairway to hell for me? this is the last possible week for me to play all i want do whatever frickin' fun stuff i want. once it's october, assignments followed by assignments, tests and tests and..um.. tests? and exams. no. exam's in Nov. my bad..

oh wait. what's that noise? ... right. it's ivan snoring like one awesome swine. ivan - the one friend of mine whom i do all the bad stuff with hah.. fun stuff..

can't seem to clear up my mind. all sorts of thoughts found entangled within my awesome brain. moving out. job hunting. expenses. clothes to be worn tmr.. hah

running out of brain juice. starving. pointless post indeed. as usual. awesome.

whatever title it is..

vulnerability is what i'm feeding on atm.

lately, i feel SO depressed like all of a sudden.for some reason. sitting in my room. facebooking. doing nothing. PAMM. depressed..

wonder if i've contracted some sort of neurologic diseases.. schizophrenia perhaps. beware of ME.
probably that's why my hands have been shaking like popcorn machine for the past 19 years. i have yet-to-surface awesome disease. an awesome one.

rant rant rant..

what's the purpose of living anyway.. not that i'm having thoughts of committing suicide. just wondering. well of course other than to serve God.what else? i'm lost..

:)

cor blimey! english accent's hot ;) so bloody scorching HOT. random much huh. ...

friends come and go. they do. do they? well not for me but.it seems like that to me.. like one day all my friends are gonna leave me. i'ma die alone. on my tombstone " lonely old man with no friends who died in a car accident while roller-blading"

so many thoughts running through my head right now. random thoughts. not so random thoughts. some serious thoughts. i'm never a serious person am i.. how pathetic hah..

future. what about future? to be a doctor? a janitor? to get married? or not?
near future. what about it? still slacking like the filthy rich's kid?

i know i'm awesome..

maybe not so.........

it's just one of those moments where you feel like everyone in the world hates you. i still love myself though. no matter what :) *narcissism to its finest*

going to A.S.I.A Cocktail tonight. one of the most well-known annual fob events. it's gonna be packed to the rafters.seriously.2000+ ppl? drunk-dancing on the dancefloor? don't think so..

prolly it's just me. i want my friends to care about me like i care about them. even on some teeny trivial inconspicuous matters. i want them to SHOW me that they care. call me a sensitive emotional douchebag. whatever.

oh. i've been doing this one thing since i can remember. i'm a people-pleaser :) have i ever said no to any favor? people-pleaser i am. a pp who never expresses his stupid struggling self, who always presents himself as a happy-go-lucky TLN. feel sad? bury the sadness.keep it down as much as possible and put on a typical hypocritical grin. .... thought it was a good thing though hah..

emo much? :) feel so much better. just wanted to find some way to 'share' my feelings.at the same time thought i should really update this crappy blog a little. though no one's reading anyway hah..

that's all for now. don't forget, i'm awesome.

crumbled

6 days down, only 4 more left.

It's been totally unfruitful since the day the break began.
wasn't expecting such futile holiday, thought i'd be at least a little more aggressive.

1 lab report,
2 upcoming tests,
10+ left-behind lectures to catch up,
the part-time job matter,
things that should've be done before this break...

anyway, just to update a little of my procrastination status.
was facebooking and stumbled upon this news piece one of my friends posted.
not a close friend, but the story, it feels like as if i'm in it..
(feel sorry for this friend)

我有一个很爱我很爱我的婆婆。她一手把我带大。我从小她就非常的疼我。
每天回到家，她都会煮好午餐等待我们，一直到中学一直都没有改变。她年龄已经接近90了，可是每天都还是煮饭给我们吃。而且我都知道其实她中午就饿了，可是她汪汪都会忍耐，因为她要等我们-她的孙子回家，和她一起吃饭。我们每天回到家都已经是接近三点了，可是她总是风雨不改的等待我们，为我们开门。我很生气自己为什么那么爱发她的脾气。她不小心睡着，忘了开门，我们往往就会摆出不开心的脸。她站也已经站不稳了，耳朵也听得不是很清楚，可是她总是帮忙我们打理家里的一切一切。因为她总说没事做她会很不自在。她每次跟我们说道理，我们总是左耳进右耳出，有时可能会觉得不耐烦，现在想起真的觉得自己很过分。最近她在家里跌倒，进了医院，我当时听到真的吓了一大跳。可是前几天，她的状况总算变好了，出院了。那时我也比较安心了。可是，我还没机会和她说说电话，因为她的听力变得跟弱了。我刚刚收到我姐的简讯得知她今天早上睡了之后都叫不醒，因为她中风了。我当时听到我真的吓到了。我真的不知道我该怎么办。我真的真的好想回去看她！我很想念她！为什么我现在不在她的身边。。我除了哭，我还能做什么？？？希望她会安全的度过这一切。婆婆，我爱你！


it left me speechless. emotional.
i too have a grandma, not as aged, but does exactly the same things as my friend's grandma does.
i too sometimes vent my resentment at her, for no reason.

it left me thinking,
what if that's my grandma? what if she falls down from the stairs?
what if.. loads of what ifs started popping up.
i should feel lucky to have my grandma still alive and still staying healthy.
i mean, what was i thinking when i yelled at her or said something disrespectful to her.

i once told her that the shirt she bought for me was so hideous that there was no way in hell i was gonna wear it on the first day of cny. i was annoyed, those words just came up of nowhere, not being filtered, all spilt. that hurt. i was shocked that i'd say that, i felt terrible. i was hurt, she was, too, hurt, even worse. despite, she replied with composure, went to shower. i immediately felt like a jerk, an ass, a bitch, satan. figured i was way wrong, picked up my huge smile waiting until she came downstairs. things went fine when i talked and laughed like shit to her afterwards.

I did wear that shirt on cny.

I ♥ my grandma

Science? the -ologies?

microbiology, pathology, physiology, pharmacology, immunology, -ogy, -ogy, -ogy, -ogy.. GAH! wish they all became orgy, that would be so much more fun.

packed with 3-5 labs a week, on three consecutive days - Tue, Wed, Thur..
3-5 labs, which literally means for some weeks i have 3 labs/week, some 4 labs/week, the worst it can be --> 5 labs/week! which is THIS WEEK! damn it. before that lemme explain a little about the labs thing...

I'm doing 4 units (again as usual i don't wanna overload by taking 5 units..that's insane) this sem: Introductory Microbiology, Human structure and development, Physiology of human body systems, and Principles of pharmacology. pharmacology and that human struc thing are alright though, physiology isn't that terrible either, the most horrifying one: MICROBIOLOGY! eeww the lecturers have monotone aka hynotizing voice aka natural sleeping pill.. the lecture materials are....well since i've never really paid any attention since the 1st lecture (it was up to lecture 6 by last wed) so..no comment lol. and i just figured out one stuff, the major i'm planning to do next year, Pathobiology of Human Disease, and Human Oncology sth, both are stuff closely related to MICROBIO! SOS! hopefully it won't be that bad when i actually start focusing on the lectures and catch up all those left-behind lectures.. *fingers-crossed*

oh about the labs, for pharm, we only have 4 labs throughout the whole semester, and for phyl, we have alternative labs and tutes i.e. lab this week tute next week.. for the human struc unit we have 1 histology lab and 1 anatomy lab and i tute on the SAME FUCKING DAY BACK TO BACK from 11am-2pm! so fuck the what.. anyways for microbio, which is also the most fucked up unit of all, we have lab every wed.. so that's why sometimes i have 3 labs, sometimes 4 sometimes 5.. THANK GOD i have my fridays off. i'd go completely haywire if i didn't have my friday off after a bloody tedious week of 5 labs. lol.

talking about the labs i ABHOR the most, i'm sorry but it's you, HUMAN STRUC TUTE! ha! i know your not even a lab but your lucky enough to get nominated and actually win it! damn your the luckiest tute ever (i'm on amphetamine lately so...) cos we have to prepare for 4 questions provided in the lab book, and present one of the four as a group every thrusday during the tute! damn you tutorial.. well it was bad then during the first ever tute, i was the quietest of all (tho there were a few quieters lol) due to my exclusive hot-caucasianophobia. i was grouped with 4 HOT aussie gals (well not exactly the HOT kind but more of the personality kind of hotness i was talking about they're just being too..friendly i reckon lol) and whatever they said all i did was gag a little, nod a little, saying "yea" a little, and that's how it went for the first tute. it's getting better for the following weeks though, perhaps it just takes time to 'acclimatize'.. we won't be having the same groupmates every week tho, it depends on where you sit and the tutor just divides you into the group with the ones sitting around you. hm. not a bad thing after all aye..

other than that, the other labs have been fine, no reports needed to be complete, just worksheet, which is a plus! ;)

guess i was just ranting over the fact that i'm still idling around procrastinating what i should have done. i told myself to catch up the microbio lectures that i missed out (yea basically all of them from lec 1 lol) and all i did over the weekend was: Beaching and Eating out! prolly it's the guilt that made me write all these bullcrapology.. yea..bullcrapology.. loving it. anyways, i was supposed to complete my superannuated to-do list which was again, catching up the MICROBIO LECTURES! and i ended up being here bullcrapologying..

*totally sigh a relief* feeling so much better letting the craps out, i was so stressed out after thinking what i haven't done and what i'm gonna face on the coming journey, guess it all will turn out just alright. just take it easy whatsoever, be chilled! be cool! that's my yogurt boy ((: i'm feeling smart, feeling handsome too :p i'm hot.

for some reason i'm having second thought about changing 180' to study commerce. the business stuff, finance, accounting..anything other than SCIENCE. prolly i just wanted to escape from the reality, kinda get bored of what i've been studying since forever. its not that i don't like science, just thought that it might be fun to try something unexplored by the yogurt. anyways just a silly thought to rant about. again, i'm hot as usual ;)

P/S: give me a part-time job! someone, whoever i don't care if your a random pedestrian or Bill Gates, just kicks my ass to apply a god damn part time job. i'm like the inertia thing, won't move unless external forces applied lol. i'm hot.

Whatever..

screw your fucking ass wanker..

oh gosh the feeling of hatred sucks. so freaking tiring. the feeling comes and goes on and off whatever..just.. i'm annoyed! by YOU!

just fuck that thing off of you. and stop being some effing braggart nuisance sometimes. fuck that.

what a douche..

GGAAHHH! *calming down..calming..*


alright! less ranting, more yogurt! lol it's time for..American Idol! yup i believe it's already down to the final 12 or so at this stage of time. few weeks ago when it was the 2nd group of the top 36 performing, for some technical problem i couldn't access the link of the website.

(the website, yes.. it's a website where the owner uploads basically all kind of reality show shown on tv (mostly Idol). thank god for this website lol)

i clicked on the link and that thing wasn't streaming at all! i waited and waited, the sun set, the moon showed, the sun rose again, oh and i realized it was already dawn, i'd waited for a day for that fucker to stream and apparently it didn't! so i kinda gave up and the days later i attempted the link again for quite a few times and still, not working! for that i missed the 2nd group, also the 3rd group of AI, not to mention the wildcard round.. and it was the final 12 (or 13..not sure) this past wednesday and i missed it! (well this is me.. i wouldn't want to watch the later episodes if i missed any of the ones in front)

just then, i tried my luck again, and guess what i'ma buy a lottery tmr! hell yea! it worked! and i watched it with gutful of joyous excitement. boy has it been the greatest way to pass time particularly when you have no class on friday (notice a line-shooter around?)

possibly i'll go to the beach tmr, Scarborough beach baby! one of the well-known beaches herein perth. bitch it up!

Leaving on a Jetstar

Aha! i'm so back in perth, hasn't been feeling like writing anything lately (mainly due to the exhaustion after writing the last post lol)

yes i'm again a perthsian after two months of sit-soi-oh hols, one thing that i wanted to say about coming back : HOT! damn though it's not comparable to sydney's but it was 36'C today! FTW?! and i spent my entire afternoon exposing myself to bitch-like sunlight, like they were afraid of getting complaint from SESB for not giving their best power they could. i didn't know it was that hot so i wore jeans and i swear the god there won't be jeans until summer subsides.

F.Y.I, i took Jetstar on my way back to perth. it's a low budget airline like AirAsia. i don't know about AirAsie and other "low budgets" but Jetstar? it kinda was an excruciating journey taking Jetstar (lets abbr it as J for the sake of story) well nothing real bad about it, no screen in front of your seat, thats totally understandable since it's "LB", it's the level of comfyness of the seats. you know ppl with long legs like myself (yes i have long legs don't be jealous lol) can barely sit properly towards the last few hours of the flight. know why? the space in front is just too short to comfify my legs! whenever i sat like normal my knees touched the seat in front, so i just bent my legs a little changing the 'conformation' to fit in the substrate lol, my legs aren't made of steel so they had to change their pose from time to time which, aching my whole body like shit man.. but what to expect.. it's LB.. lol

when i was on my way to perth, i first flew to Sg, checked out, picked up luggage, had lunch and touring around Changi airport between terminals, checked in for the flight to perth, boarding. that's basically the schedule of that day, the hilarious part is.. i'm so prone to losing things! my my.. i first left the most important things when i scanned my laptop bags my cabin luggage, i put all the significant stuffs i.e. passport, wallet, cell phone, key of my homestay's house in a small tray and scanned through as well. i walked pass that security beeper, got my cabin luggage, laptop bag, and i walked away without taking those things in the small tray! could you believe that?! i only realized when the officer yelled.. thank god she yelled lol

second, i lost my passport! it was when we were about to check in for the flight to perth, the minute before i remembered i was still holding the passport in my hand, the next minute when i realized something's missing my passport's gone! it flew away like it actually had wings! i then panicked (of course who wouldn't be when you lost your passport before the minute you check in) and searched my bags my luggage everything and only when i looked below my trolley, it was there! my passport! gosh someone please tell me how the fuck did that passport end up on the floor. thanks for affrighting me, passport! (lol)

third off, and the most dramatic one, i lost my boarding pass! unlike the previous two circumstances i DID drop my boarding pass at god-knows-where right before we were urged to board the plane. lol this was embarrassing, the story went like this: me and my friend, which i bumped into earlier that morning who was gonna take the same flight as me, checked in the luggage and went into the departure hall at 4.30pm sth (the plane took off at 5,45pm) we then took photos, walking around, online-ing with the free internet provided, then we slacked our ways to the boarding gate, we entered the gate only like 10 mins before the flight (damn that was so OMG never had any experience before) when we were supposed to show up at 5.15pm as written on the boarding pass, cos we MISREAD the lines saying "enter the gate no later than 5.15pm" to "the gate opens at 5.15pm" hence we were the last ones boarding onto plane and i couldn't even find a place to stuff my cabin luggage, i was totally a superstar at that moment opening up almost half the "tempat simpan luggage" above the seats on an airplane when everyone's eyes were on me like the kind of stess you got on a stage performing. alright alright back to the part where we entered the gate, there i started searching for my boardins pass like everywhere and i couldn't seem to find it! so i told the guy there and he told an indian seemingly the stewardess in charge, she then gave me this oh-my-god-you-better-not-kid-me face saying, "omg! you better start looking for it! look carefully!" then i heard her speaking on the phone to someone who scolded her like a minute before i guess, saying, "you screamed on the top of your lungs........." couldn't remember since i was busy looking for that god damned boarding pass.. i still couldn't find it when they already handwrote me a boarding pass (i'm the special one it's always like that.. just can't help.. don't be jealous of this too hoho).. i could see that most of them were really pissed off but couldn't show any emotion due to professionalism, i was the last one boarding some more, how could they not go haywire.. sigh i pitied them..for not be able to show what they felt.. thank god for that as well cos i'd be so crappingly beaten up if they weren't trying to show professionalism. LOL.

the plane then took off quite in time, and i totally "enjoyed" the 5 hours of legs-changing-pose, i was so thrilled when i overlooked the night view of perth high from the sky and i knew we finally arrived. THANK YOU! what a journey lol..

oh oh oh! one more..on my way back i took a cab and the driver was pakistanis. cab drivers can be talkative at times you know.. we talked about some bullcrap stuffs and i got quite some perks from him.. he gave me a booklet his customer gave it to him the night before, a booklet about christian stuff.. when we reached my homestay place, it was AUD 39.20 and i gave him a 50 dollars note, he didn't have 10 dollars change so he gave me a 20 dollars note and i was like "but i don't have 10 bucks for you..." then he was like "nah don't worry about that.." yes! that was so a discount! thank you! before i got off the car he gave me this THING, a not so fresh pink/red rose! a small kuntum of it.. i was like "aww......th..a..nks....." alright apparently he's not gay he's just being friendly just that he used a weird WEIRD way.. anyways i then quickly went into the house and stayed up to 5am and i had my good morning sleep lol

WHAT A DAY!

@ Changi after entering the departure hall
yes the small kumtum of rose.. turning even rottenish now..lol

I know what you did last summer...

Just few months ago when summer holiday began, 4 of us went on a road trip, we drove all night, boozing and dancing in the car, blasting rockin' music ..Shut Up and Drive Drive Drive.. and we all felt like we were enjoying the time of our lives. Just then an asshole fisherman crossed the road and got hit by our car!

"oh my effing god what should we do?!"
"stay calm....stay calm....sta...we just killed a man!"
"dude it was a manslaughter just do the hit-and-run thing already! you don't wanna get caught do ya?!"
"WTF?!"...
and we live happily ever after.

enough with the pain in the ass story telling time lol.. holiday! that's the one thing that every single student looks forward to all the time, and i'm a huge fan of it! i love having nothing to do, i love being a mould-growing person, i love watching series 24/7, i love it when i'm in holiday! just love it.. and one thing about being one of the zhongers, GAMBLING is all that matters! lol just kidding gathering is what i meant, seriously don't judge me on that.. *gambling rules!*

yup gambling! i wasn't such a part of it until the first ever gambling i had since i got back from perth, the unforgettable christmas' eve at my house! we had Rami, 9 pts, black jack.. since then i started to get addicted to being a money-risker.. New year's eve, weekdays, weekends, pre-CNY, CNY, post-CNY.. ........ wow........ didn't realize i gambled so much. lol. until the day before, or few days ago, Jasmine, ah liau, kanasai, myself and kar ling were playing Rami at kar ling's house.. started 2pm sth, ramiing all the way until 6.30pm.. we could have left earlier but you know what GAMBLER stands for.. Guys Aiming Making Billion ₤ Ended-up Rotten.. lol that was a bad one.. we kept playing and couldn't seem to get ourselves out of it.. we only stopped when my sister, ah liau's mom, and someone else i forgot who called and....we stopped, with one last round before we left..lol.. it was 6.30pm, my sis got her tuition at 7.20pm, 50 mins interval with 3 places to go, first off Lintas, sending kanasai home, next station Inanam, ah liau's turn, last stop Kingfisher, sending queen Jasmine home, guess what with my super-skilled don't-get-in-my-way-or-you-will-die driving, i managed to reach home at 7.20pm..where i was supposed to be 10mins earlier lol. what to do we're gamblers! lol i then hastily send my sis to her tuition in less than 10mins' time, the fastest ever lol. well i guess my fellow passengers that day felt all the same that night "Thank God i'm alive!" lol seriously recall of how i drove that day, heady, heedless, foolhardy, inhumane, insensate, cold-blooded, every possible word that you could use to describe a reckless driver, that was how i drove that day..they nearly passed out on their ways back home. Thank God I'm Alive! lol

that's the point, when i headed home after sending my sis to her tuition, i kept thinking to myself, how could i be so gamblish that i nearly didn't make it for things that are more crucial, than gambling at the least.. i felt so remorsed on my way back, alone, thinking of the gamblishness that almost got myself killed (my sis lol), feeling so compunctioned that I ALMOST WET.. lol.. i still felt i wasn't doing things right that night and it got me tossing about in bed, i could barely fall asleep that night, well i did at last and it was something like 3.30am..woke up the next morning with a big-disney-princess-morning-yawn, with big breath for sure (lol thats not true at all)..guess what.. i was like what's going on yeserday.. and i carry on gambling and live happily ever after.. -.-凸

well that pretty much is what did the whole "summer", oh how can we not mention anything about the zhonger-hangouts. we had quite a few times of gathering but none of them was 100% attendance.. diff areas what can do unless there's this Zhong university with the 56 of us and will be closed down and demolished after our graduation right away. ha. ha. ha.. it was great seeing the zhongers after almost a year.. sitting around talking about basically everything, studies, environment, SEX life lol it's not like anyone of us has one but we just talked about it, enjoying talking about it so much some more *evil grin* we once sat down and the longest ever conversation took off, that longest ever lasted nearly 5 hours..from 8pm to 1am.. oh btw it was at Jasper's house where the others were G-ing, the ones that took part were the three-eighty zhongers : yogurt, wc, lolo, ah liau, waen yien. "The Unbeatable Five" lol that was a great night having to get back together and just bombard our past-one-year experiences.. we even hung out twice in 4 days at the exact same place, with the aussie gang..well mostly aussie cos others were either back to study or didn't come back at all. gahh just too much to reminisce, thousands of gatherings wouldn't be enough anyway.. wish we could go back to the old time doing things together. sigh-ness. i'm not sure about you guys but i quite often feel nostalgic whenever something reminds me of our high school life, even if there's only a unnoticeable amount of "stimulant". sigh-ness.

5 more days, 5 more fucking days and i'm gonna pack my belongings and leave, for study. though i don't feel as reluctant as last time when i left, there's still something i miss about being here in my hometown. it's my home after all.. bak kata pepatah "bird fly high high at last pun fly back to their own nest" lol that was so improvised what a smart-pant i am :p it might be different this time cos when i go back i'll have to seriously find myself a job, or i won't be able to pay any of the fees, well other than tuition fees for sure, living expenses is what i meant.. well i've been thinking, again, to myself, it won't be that bad to work right, i can't be worse than watching your grandparents making love.......that was rude..and disgusting! eeewww! i said that! no! ok forget.. forget what i said.. so i'm convincing myself that working is not really a bad thing, you can earn money, you can learn something special, you can experience life, see? there's 3 good things already lol. and finally after a couple of days of contemplation and self-hypnotizing, i made it! i get passed myself! working will be fine! so fine.. i'm gonna find one fucking job and fucking do it, earn fucking money, pay those fucking expenses and i'm so gonna shop the hell out of it.. damn! I FEEL GOOD~ dadadadadada..

wow what a long post i better stop.. haha couldn't help but kept on writing and it came out like this, i'm truly shocked. *oh my god i'm shocked* still the same old yog's cliche.."Don't miss me too much!" :p take care peeps won't be updating anytime soon.. unless i'm feeling the urge to do so lol.

Memorial speech for Mr.陈乐轩 (lol)

超级星光大道! as always i'm a big fan of the show, i still am.. not sure if i will be but anyway, ever since season 1 i never felt pity for those who got eliminated cos they should be (lol). Like i said i'm always a 星光 fan, i watch basically every single episode since season 1, it was good back then, but when it came to season 2..and 3, it got a little too hoaxy at times and that somewhat crazed me out, eg unfairreasonable given marks.. despite the "fraudulence", i kept on watching and now season 4's in the run, to be honest i kinda like season 4 cos it feels like season 1, the purity the truthfulness the talent or whatever it is that i got fascinated when for the first time i watched 星光.

I just finished watching the latest episode with the last 9 standing, and one of my fave contestants of the season got eliminated! I nearly wept the moment he was certified..it was him and the other guy that didn't pass the set mark which was 18, and they battled by singing a song in 30 seconds, the one with lower mark would get kicked out and it was him! 陈乐轩! sadness man.. my heart was like being whipped intemperately when other contestants cried so like the ugliest pigs for his elimination.. he's one of my top 5 contestants of the season but..never thought that he'd be gone so soon. As i mentioned before i never commiserated the sifted out contestants cos they really should be, for some reason. but for 乐轩 i really thought he could stay on the show further till final or something, he's got way more potential than the guy who did not get kicked out..he's got one unique voice and he could really turn excruciating tunes into melodious strains.. well sorta.. he once sang "The Blower's Daughter" by Damien Rice (this wasn't the excruciating tunes i was referring to lol) and i swear the god that blew my mind, well not entirely but i started to like his singing, it makes me feel comfortable and i can sense the overflowing sincerity and that is what that captures my whole me when i listen to him singing.

He's a hong kee, he went to uk to pursue a medical degree and for the sake of his interest which is singing, he decided to stop studying for a year and give 星光 a shot. He's sorta a singer songwriter i guess.. just to let you guys know something about him, i'm still feeling that it's such a pity to let him off the show! sigh what can do i'm no producer of the show.. btw the other reason i like about season 4 is that there's so much talent within, and now it's top 9, well top 8 after 乐轩's gone, and other than the guy who battled with 乐轩, i reckon they're all really talented and should all be the champion..lol but reality show can't be philanthropic can they.. gosh that's what i hate about reality, it's always so cruel.. *wishing to be brought to Neverland and getaway from the reality together with peter pan and the fairy tale fellas*

oh i noticed this was a grumpy and crabby post, please bear with that lol and sorry that i didn't brag anything myself in this post, like being overself-confident or something, i know some of you are missing that part of me ;) alright i'm still looking hot and handsome though i'm feeling sad..

well hope 乐轩 will be spotted by some music producers or whoever and sign him as a singer! i sure the hell i'm gonna buy his album if he publishes one..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jFdBi0Gle7Y here's a link to him singing "The Blower's Daughter"..i couldn't seem to emb the vid here cos apparently it was disabled by the user, what a loser bastard..lol

here's another snippet of him singing 記念


did i sound like i was grieving over him? like a memorial speech that would normally be given on a funeral.. LOL.. gah my shoulder's aching my eye's urging me to close it..damn it.. oh well night eveyone i'm gonna have my sweet dream.. don't ever try to interrupt!

Green-eyed monster

Have you ever had thoughts like these?
"Oh that shirt looks nice on him, damn i'm sure gonna get myself one of those"
"That guy's hairstyle is just..amazing! how i wish i could possess half the amazingness"

yes, clearly, that's me. though i look pretty hot as well (it's a facty fact, google yogurt yong and what shows up will be "did you mean 'hot'? ") but i'm always not contented by what i already had and stuff, to be exact, my appearance.

"Your the good-lookingest awesomest guy i've ever seen! your hot already!" claimed some crazy teenage girl fan of mine.

Still, when i watch dramas movies or some random ads, i come across some random awesomely looking hairstyle/outfit/shoes/accesories..those sorts of things, i'll look at the mirror straight into my lovely eyes, reflecting my whole handsome face thinking, "i should get that haircut" "i should buy that piece of clothe".. "i still look great without those but it'd be my pleasure to have those" therefore i can never get impressed. Is this called materialistic? cos i sorta think that would be the most-fitted way to describe me. loll. I'm a materialistic awesomely good-looking guy.

sorry for the self-admiration, its beyond curable, like the final stage of breast cancer did i just say breast cancer?

oh oh..it all started with the haircut i had this morning, i paid RM54 and got myself a haircut that i'm not IMPRESSED (Mr.Lee, 2004). well looking in the mirror for like an hour and finally got myself used to the newly-cut. thank goodness my face looks all handsome and handsome despite the haircut, well it isn't that bad itself but just not as what i expected it'd come out. nah it'll grow the way i want eventually so i'm rekindled again.

speaking of which, shopping! yes, shopping, i saw this pants at Padini concept store 1Borneo, beautifully made and it's written on the board specially made for hot guys (like..myself..lol) i tried size 31 on since that was the biggest i could possibly find on the rack. Damn it! didn't fit at all! couldn't even zip the zipper, i tried my hardest and i gave up. lol..didn't want to risk breaking some unfitted garment. and i will crash Warisan's Padini one day (maybe tmr) and they better have the size i want or i'll burn the shop down..*witchy devilish laugh*

oh and i'm sort of a shopaholic myself, not the uncontrollable kind but, the shopaholic dummies? lol

Streamyx totally rocks

Streamyx rocks doesn't it? it's been a month since i got back from perth and i've been so impressed by Streamyx's performances, like totally impressed.. i'm impressed. well here arises the question How impressed? here goes.

- Incredibly incomparably FAST internet connection speed. I'm really satisfied by the fact that it takes approx half an hour to load a 4 minute youtube video. Once it took me several attempts to merely open a webpage, well by several i mean NUMEROUS lol. but surprisingly it's like so the other way round when it comes to downloading stuffs, LEGAL downloading i was talking about, i'm a responsible peasant who does nothing that goes against the law. I'm so legallicaful.. LOL

- Amazingly unbelievably FAST internet connection speed.

- Crazily fabulously FAST internet connection speed.

- BracaObamatically fancifully FAST internet connection speed.

- FTW-ly WTF-ly FAST internet connection speed.


See the way i'm impressed? through the 5 points stated. wonder how can Sabahans live with this freaking 'achievement'. guess we're stronger than we think we are.. we're bloody FIGHTERS! we've been surviving the world's worst Streamyx disaster ever! i'm impressed.

Btw my profuse apology for the one and only one post for the previous month lol. have been so conquered by slothfulness that whenever i log on to Blogger i wet my pants... ha.. ha.. ha..

Lets see what went by when i was not around the blogosphere. hm first off, Christmas' eve, and Christmas (Merry Christmas!), followed by New Year's eve, New Year, and so and so.. well we pretty much gambled through most of these festivals, christmas' eve at my place new year's eve at chuchee's place. Gambling rocks! and i've made myself a promise that i'll crash the Top10 wealthiest people chart when i grow up.

when i grow up, i wanna be famous, i wanna be a star, i wanna be in movies, when i grow up, i wanna see the world, drive nice cars, i wanna have boobies, when i grow, be on tv, people know me, be on magazines.... (When I Grow Up - Pussycat Dolls)

lol what else.. oh! ttss new uniform! has anybody seen it? omg that is SICK! not in a good way loll.. imagine the little newbies wearing unfitted oversized plain light blue shirt with no stripes on it, with dark blue long pants, which makes them.. DWARFY! lol congrats ttss! for changing things around, making it worse. i'd like to attend the closing down ceremony of ttss sometime in the future. rest in peace my beloved high school. loll..

I have a cousin's wedding dinner to attend tonight at Sutera Magellan grand ballroom, i suppose lol. and the problem is, i haven't decided what to wear! gees.. 'just pick one already' you might say.. haha yes telepathy i have i'm a psychic prodigy. lol. well have to get ready for the dinner and brainstorm for how i should look tonight, you know, celebrity..